I'm back. I'm still with Elyas in the ship, correct?
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I'm traveling in two days and will not be able to post for a week. Zedkiel talks big, but will comply.
"We are forged to take the battle to the enemy, to be the finest warriors of all time and stalwart protectors of mankind. Why does the Inquisition play these games with us? Do they not have mortal agents for this skulking? We are wasted by this foolishness." Zedkiel glares down at the trooper, motionless.
Brother Zedkiel grabs his gear, and uses his augur array to track the damage of the ship ahead of them and reroute the team through the damaged ship. He will lead the team through irradiated or poisoned areas, as long as they can use their Luma-Crete injections first to survive.
Brother Zedkiel tries to charge through the gravity field and come to Brother Xing's aid.
Zedkiel dives away from the strange energies, and roars at the magos, "You dare attack the angels of our holy Emperor? You shall pay for your sins, heretek!" He draws his bolter and opens fire.
Zedkiel waits patiently, praying silently before the inevitable conflict.
Unsure if he is detected or not, Zedkiel waits and lets Xing take the lead, ready to attack if things turn ugly.
Brother Zedkiel turns to Brother Xing and says, "We can use the holy exorcist's device so the killers cannot warn their master, and then we can avenge the fallen."
Hack systems:
Fate point to reroll the hack: Brother Zedkiel is unable to get information from the systems on where the techpriests and their servitors are moving, but he attempts to send misleading information to them on his and Brother Xing's location. As they proceed, he keeps his eyes open for exposed power conduits, fuel lines, or anything that could cause reasonable damage if breached by a krak grenade. He won't attempt sabotage yet.
Brother Zedkiel looks on at Brother Xing as their commander relays what has happened to them, and says, "The magos would strike at us, the Angels of the most holy Emperor, unprovoked?" His voice is as calm and measured as ever, but seems to have the slightest crack of fanaticism and desperation. He continues, "This goes beyond impudence, this is heresy. We must repay his hospitality," as he draws one of his krak grenades. Spoiler: I want to try to sabatoge the ship while we're down here, not badly enough to scuttle the ship and certainly not enough to kill us, but cripple some systems and cause enough damage that demands immediate repair that the magos is distracted and would have trouble catching us on his ship or attacking us if we fly off. I have skills in demolitions, tech-use, and tactics: void combat (which I think includes boarding) keyed to my 70 int, but I don't know what checks would be needed.
^ What the guy running the game says, not me.
You are on the Inquisition ship and would meet us fairly soon.
Zedkiel turns to Xing and says, "The magos goes too far, and this will likely end violently. Let's try to regroup with our commander."
I think we should split up. Some folks can go to the bridge and distract the magos. The rest go to retrieve the devices under pretense of finding the source of the sabotage, and while we're there break stuff (probably set charges to important parts) to create a new crisis to distract the magos. The guys going to the bridge can try risking the vox jammer to temporarily isolate the magos so the new crisis is more sudden and distracting, but that risks discovery.
Zedkiel stands for a while, mumbling to himself. Anyone who can hear can tell he is listing symptoms of shock. At Vartas's command, he nods quietly and sees to the injured.
Fevered Hallucinations:
Zedkiel stood in a fractured landscape, among the twisting tunnels and vaulted spaces of his home hive juxtaposed with the religious murals and art of a Terra he had never seen. Behind him, a golden ziggaraut shone with light and hope. Before him, an endless seething tide of horror. Mutants, xenos, daemons, and traitors. The future of the galaxy bore down on him, an eternity of despair and wickedness, unless he stood firm. He charged forth, his great black sword reaping through the hordes, but the tide was too great. He was thrown down, and the hordes crushed over him, slithering and stomping him into the ground. Would this be humanity's fate? No! Zedkiel pulls himself up, and rushes in, screaming, "To battle, for the Emperor! The palace shall not fall!"
Will I have the actions to get up, move to the daemon, and attack?
I'm unconscious, waiting for round 4.
It's not just the two 90's, it's the whole chain of rolls. I was laughing my head off.
Zedkiel screams wildly and slumps to the ground.
I certainly have no problems with your running and if I am ticking you off or anything else is an issue, let me know and I will try to correct it.
The glamer has no power over Zedkiel, and as soon as he enters the cargo room his blade is in his hand.
If I fail it, I want to see a menagerie of the brothers and innocents I've oh so euphemistically granted the Emperor's Peace. Also, I don't think we did oaths, I have to activate abhor the witch during oaths, and I certainly wish it was running now. Finally, does our resistance to psychic powers apply, or is that already taken into account?
Frustrated at his inability to find the sabotage, and still suspecting an imminent attack, Zedkiel heads to the cargo bay to rendezvous with his brothers.
The codex according to Scooby Doo decrees splitting up the gang to be the appropriate course of action.
Zedkiel curses as the Space Wolf leaves, and heads to the enginarum as Brother Vartas suggested, hoping to swiftly uncover the sabotage. The saboteur wanted them out of the warp, and he did not want to face them on ground of their choosing.
Brother Zedkiel's mind is adamantium, and he holds off the tendrils of the warp. "Hold fast brothers, our faith is unbreakable."
Zedkiel dismisses the scratchings and continues scrying for the source of the phenomenon.
Assuming the source of it is internal to the ship, Zedkiel tries to plot likely locations to hide whatever is creating it.
Emperor watch over us, these ciphers are a slashfic!
"The Emperor watch over us, and if need be, grant us His Peace." Zedkiel falls in with Brother Vartas and Brother Hammern.
"Wait brothers, do you see these? These are not the works of the priests of Mars. They look familiar..."
If they do not listen, they are clearly malfunctioning and may even be hijacked by unknown enemies. You know what to do.
What are you going to use for the off button? A combi-tool or a bolter?
"The enginseer must learn his place, before he is taught it." Brother Zedkiel starts scanning for the jammer.
Zedkiel is completely distracted operating the newly installed equipment, and ignores the buzzing servoskulls.
"Rumours and superstitions, little solid information. Come what may, we will do what we were made for." Brother Zedkiel springs to the father as he falls, and tries to ascertain the cause of his collapse and perform basic stabilization if possible.
"The inquisitor told us little. Knowledge is a double edged sword, and there may be safety in ignorance, but perhaps it would be best for us to know more. What do you know of this stellar phenomenon, and why do you suspect it bears the mark of the daemonic?"
After preparing his gear and completing his prayers, Brother Zedkiel has the serfs load the equipment he does not personally carry while he completes final prayers and studies the vitals of the warriors in his charge before he heads over. When Brother Ikwa arrives, Zedkiel approaches him, shakes his hand, and says, "We will bring them all back, or at least their chapters' due."
I could switch out my melta for a giant frickin' laser beam (astartes lascannon, would return another 5 req to the pool).
As I understand, you need to take a half-action to stow it, probably on that back or something, but you can then make a free action to draw your sword and a half-action to attack.
"How many planets or moons are inhabited in the system, and how heavily occupied and developed are they?"
Here are my selections before I go mad with indecision. masterwork chainsword - 10 req
I will need 2d10-12 days, minimum 1, to recover from the auger array implantation.
Multimeltas have blast 1, they might be dangerous in CQC (and I'm too tired to think of a heat pun). Our suits have magboots, how much fixing can we get out our standard issue of repair cement?
Table 5-21: Cybernetic Replacement Craftsmanship on 178. It's referenced on 176 in the first paragraph under the Cybernetics heading.
I was referring to the cybernetic auger array. The cybernetics section mentions that respected and distinguished folks get their cybernetics at exceptional rating, but that may be just replacement limbs, the section is unclear. Either way, it's beautiful, at 15 req or 23 req (I presume I round up).
I'm not quite sure what I want to use yet, it will probably depend on what kind of situation we reckon we may be getting into, but I have a few ideas. Melee:
Big Gun:
[Mr Torgue]EXPLOSIONS![/Mr Torgue]
Tools:
Sensors:
Zedkiel was silent during the gathering, though he was pleased to see among his brothers a fellow apothecary to help him tend to the squad. During the briefing, he waits for a chance to speak, and asks, "What can you tell us of the system? Is it inhabited? What history does it have of pirate or xenos activity?"
Zedkiel spends much time after his period of fasting and reflection in training and poring through the lore collated by the Deathwatch. When the call to battle arrives, he answers and heads to the command center.
The fluff I read said the Black Templars knew of them and they were the only psykers they were ever willing to fight alongside. Also, as he was responsible for shoving kids on a black ship, he might have looked into their possible fates. Still not the kind of thing he would ever talk about, except in confidence to a chaplain or if one showed up in person.
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